So, I've rewritten this chapter and am slowly rewriting the first few ones. (I just realized that all the tenses are wrong ha!)
The boy that catches Tadashi's eye when he first walks into the exam room is rough-and-tumble looking. That's not to say he looked burly and full of cuts and bruises, but more mischievous, despite looking slightly sick. Tadashi has a feeling that for all the mischief this boy probably causes, he's a good person. But it still irks the doctor when he walks through the door and the first words out of the kid's mouth are, "Awesome. I get the cute doctor."
Tadashi thinks he really shouldn't have been surprised by anything at this point in his career, especially by comments like that.
Still, Tadashi lets out a good-humored chuckle and smiles, pulling a pen from the breast pocket of his doctor coat to write on the chart in his hands. He says, "Well I'm happy to have made your day. My name is Dr. Hamada." He glances at his chart a moment to skim through the information on the pages. He's slightly shocked by how old Jack really is. "So, Jack Frost, is it?"
"That's my name – till death do I part with it," Jack says with a grin that makes Tadashi think of a fox. "You can just call me Jack, though. Forget all the last name formality crap, please." Jack emphasizes his lack of caring with a short wave of his hand. Tadashi nods in acknowledgement.
"Alright then, Jack. It's nice to meet you. First things first, we'll get a brief history," Dr. Hamada states casually, pulling a rolling stool over to sit on. He asks Jack a series of brief, typical questions and Jack, in turn, answers. Though his answers aren't completely without snarky comments, especially when it comes to the topic of any sexual activity.
"I always use a condom, though," Jack states with a tone of seriousness and while Tadashi is slightly surprised, he's relieved to see someone so young take protection seriously.
"Very good," Tadashi says while scribbling some notes on his chart. He wants to ask a few more questions, but is promptly stopped from doing so when Jack has a rather peculiar sounding coughing fit.
"S-sorry," Jack says as he clears his throat. Tadashi shakes his head as if to say, "Don't worry about it," and stands, taking his stethoscope from around his neck.
"Could I ask you to remove your shirt?" Tadashi asks, putting the eartips in his ears. He refrains from saying anything about how pale Jack is in favor of placing the diaphragm against Jack's chest, asking him to take deep breaths while he moves the metal around, listening to the wheezing in Jack's chest. Jack, meanwhile, tries not to cough on the doctor or shiver from how cold the metal is.
Once Jack has his shirt and sweater back on – a cool blue that matches well with his eyes, Tadashi notices – Dr. Hamada takes Jack's temperature and pulse.
"How long have you had this cough and fever?"
"Eh… about a week or so," Jack says, shrugging as he scratches lightly at his cheek. "It was getting worse with the weather so I figured it was just a small cold. But my friend started nagging me about coming in, and now I'm here."
"Trouble breathing lately?"
"A little… Am I gonna die or something?" Jack asks. Tadashi shakes his head with a small chuckle.
"No, you're not going to die. But it is good that you came in when your friend suggested. It's a mild case of pneumonia," Tadashi explains as he sits back on the stool. "We'll give you a round of high-dose antibiotics and have you come back in say… Three days? Four if you can't make it on the third."
"That's a relief to hear. So, will I get to see my doctor when I come back in?" Jack asks with a smirk that makes Tadashi chuckle again.
"Sure. I should be around if there isn't a crisis going on," the doctor replies.
"Cool. I'll be looking forward to it."